Promises

Long nights home

Taking the same 473

Young days pass by

With light flashes and trains

I am young and hopefull

Strangers sit next to me

Fiddle and move around

I am not going to move this time

I have a city to conquer

Head turns to what was home once

A single brick wall  I have left it

I am young and naive tonight

I have promises to keep

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